The continent of Fordalt, nearly the same size as all of the continents on earth combined in one continent, it was home to more than six billion Humans, beastmen, and other demi-humans. Magic was present in forms of energy within life itself, Humans, beastmen, and other demi-humans had the most concentration of magic, the highest of them would be able to harness this power, they were called mages. Kingdoms, Empires, and theocracies ruled the lands with an iron fist, wars between races were also common. The continent itself has seen its fair share of war and suffering throughout its history and only a few hundred years ago did peace finally happen.
Three superpowers in the continent joined forces and coerced all the other states into joining the Council of Royals, an organization of states who wished or are forced to make peace or discussee with the rest of the continent (It's like the version of the UN).
Not even the combined forces of these states could take on the might of the three Empires; they were forced to comply.
This move by the three superpowers came after what was known as the Second Great War. A war that killed a billion of the people and demi-humans on the continent and prompted the creation of the Forgotten Era. The Forgotten Era was a period in history roughly thousand years ago in a span that lead up to the Second Great War, the war destroyed most known knowledge of famous mages and scholars discovered. Dozens of Kingdoms and the Theocracy were the only survivors of the war. Some argued the war never happened. How could they know for certain if all research concerning The Forgotten Era was outlawed?
Whatever the Second Great War was, it caused a decline of magic throughout the continent. Mages who were once abundant among the Elves and beastmen dwindled to the point of rarity. The average magic energy of a healthy person decreased to near non-existent levels.
But, there was only one thing the people were certain about. After the war, the remaining few millions of refugees would found their own states, beginning the Era of Rebuilding. Influential Families would rise and seize control, most were benevolent, while some dreamed of domination and supremacy. Thanks to the founding of the Council Of Royals, all hostilities mostly ceased except for limited wars between states.
Thousand years have passed ever since the start of The Era Of Rebuilding, unbeknownst to them, someone tapped into forbidden magic, unleashing an unknown power that dwarfed even their most powerful magic and technology
The power of the Machines.
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=The New World, Unknown Location=
Dozens of dead bodies littered the ancient room; their blood seeped through the brick walls and the floor. Three metallic humanoids were standing in front of the wormhole armed with futuristic Rifles; they gunned down every men in the room as they emerged from the wormhole. They stood there, waiting for their master's next order.
[IMAGES]
"We have finished reconnaissance, hostiles terminated. One point of entry and exit found" A-1 reported, accompanied by A-2 and A-3
[Enter point of entry, perform reconnaissance of outside sector. Caution is advised. Terminate hostile entities] A voice said inside their head.
"Affirmative, A-2 and A-3 follow" A-1 followed by the other Androids walked towards the old stone door. A-1 reached the doorknob and turned it, the doorknob broke off. Android A-2 and A-3 tilted their heads to the right as they continued to observe A-1.
[You can break down the door by any means necessary A-1]
"Affirmative"
"Reporting, heat signatures detected. Headed towards our current position. Permission to perform preemptive strike" A-1 requested.
[Go ahead]
The Androids fired their Rifles, the door was obliterated. Screams of more men echoed as they were gunned down by the Androids firing at the other end of the hall. The screams stopped, smoke from the rubble obscured the Android's vision and they switched to infrared. The Androids walked through the rubble, six bodies lied near the door, they were wearing the same black cloaks, one of them has a tattoo marked of a number 22 on the man's forehead.
But they simply ignored it as the group of Android Soldiers discovered more hallways.
[Androids cease for a moment. Wait for reinforcements]
"Affirmative."
The three Androids stood on the defense, waiting for the reinforcements to come. Ten minutes passed, a battalion of twenty Androids emerged from the wormhole, a few of them stepped on the bodies as they walked.
"All Androids commence clearing of the structure. Eliminate hostiles, secure non-hostiles"
"Affirmative" All the Androids replied in unison. The building they were in resembled an ancient temple, as the Androids swept through, it became more apparent that this was the case. The Androids discovered a large room, pillars of stone stood on both sides of the room and at the center was a circle with strange symbols engraved on it. Standing around the circle were twenty black-cloaked men chanting a sort of song. They seemed to have failed to notice that death has broken down their front door.
[Stop them]
Before the cloak mens finish their chanting, the Androids shot them down without hesitation.
"Reporting, two heat signatures detected. Entities not dead."
"A-2 and A-3, bring them through the wormhole"
"Affirmative"
A-2 and A-3 dragged off two of the men who were still alive; they were near-death but were still conscious. It seemed the entire building had been cleared; a few stragglers managed to make for the exit before the Androids could reach them. The building was huge, nearly a hundred rooms and intricate hallways were discovered, a total of 232 men were encountered and killed, all men bearing the same look and clothing.